The Kindred Spirits [AWAITING EDITS]

IV

The dead kept coming in waves before they were cut down by gunfire. Chief and Duke woke up from their scared episode and kept rolling over the lifeless attackers. Some of the Kindred dismembered them with swords while they were pin to the ground by dogs. The sounds of battle echoed across the stone flats while undead kept streaming from somewhere.

No roared and swang his large sword, clipping the scalps of two zombies in front of him. Brain tissue and skull pieces spread around as two mindless attackers piled up on the ground. It looked like an entire sea of dead sneak up on them which was impossible. He looked past the line of defenders into the darkness trying to pierce into the unknowable gloom. But he could discern nothing but more rotting dead.

He glanced behind him looking for Rowana. His heart skipped a beat when he couldn't find her anywhere. But after frantic few seconds, he noticed her hiding on top of the wagon still holding the messenger bat in her arms. Sighing in relief he jumped on top of a largest shambling corpse running his sword through its gaping mouth.

We can't hold this throng until morning. Thought blazed through his mind as he whipped the sword out of the gore and swishing the excesses bile away from the pristine steel. Following through he cut low severing the legs of closest zombies which let Chief and Duke jump and maul the crippled undead.

"Fiat, we brought those expensive gizmos with us?!" No, yelled over the din. Fiat snapped his head towards No and nodded. "Then, let's burn this dead and try to run towards the Rebuke, they can't let us die here."

Few of the bruisers started lobbing grenades behind the lines, devastating deaths advance. That gave them some room to calm horses and hitch the wagons. But as soon as they tried moving the dead increased the rate of their attack.

Fiat jumped out of wagon carrying a large white backpack connected to the larger weapon. He pointed towards the bigest group of walking dead and fired. Nothing happened but Fiat kept the trigger pressed moving slightly left and right. And then zombies started going up in flames while the atmosphere superheated around them. The longer he sprayed the invisible weapons path the more torches of flaming zombies appeared. Soon, the stench of rotting meat burning assaulted their nostrils but they bought enough space to move away.

"Light amplification by stimulated emission of radiation you rotten bastards!" Fiat, yelled stopping his invisible barrage.

The caravan moved slowly while the path was cleared by grenades and Fiat's strange device. But after they closed enough to see the lights of Rebuke ground shook beneath them. The explosion flowered in front of them creating a shallow crater cleared of walking dead.

"The Rebuke's cannons," Rowana said surprising No. He glanced behind him and saw the half-breed hugging the bat.

"You alright?" He asked before breathing out. Rebuke's cannon fire gave them some respite but the swaying sea of dead was slowly closing up on them.

She nodded snuggling the poor creature.

"Worse has passed, it seems Rebuke decided to give us aid. Hopefully, they don't fire at us."

The palisade of the town came into view while they pushed the poor horses to their limit. The Rebuke's cannon boomed again followed by the explosions behind them.

Caroline trotted on her mountain pony shooting with her carabine.

"Hey boss, they are not opening the gates." She yelled before firing a few more shots.